0244 Taking care

0244 Taking care

The gloomy weather that had lasted for almost half a month finally changed on a new day. The temperature was still freezing, but the dense clouds reluctantly retreated from the stage under the eager anticipation of countless creatures on the earth, and the sun reappeared, casting pale and feeble sunlight on the earth.Updated chapters at novelhall.com

After a whole term of training, the first-year students of Gryffindor were finally let loose.

Under the supervision of Mrs. Hooch, they rode on the school's old-style broomsticks, flying and chasing the snowflakes that danced in the air like dandelions, cheering and jumping with joy.

Cough, cough!

After the exhausting transformation last night, Lupin's face was as pale as the snow on the lawn. He leaned on Bryan's camp bed, covered with his own thick blanket, and tried to raise his head to look at the young wizards outside. From their expression, they seemed to be happy.

"This thing really depends on talent–"

As Lupin gasped for breath, he muttered to himself while watching the little guys who had been practicing for half a year but still couldn't get rid of their clumsiness.

"I heard that when Harry first rode a broomstick, he flew better than many older kids in the team. He undoubtedly inherited James's excellent talent–"

Meow!

A soft meow suddenly came from his knee, interrupting Lupin's gaze. He looked over and found that, the black cat that Bryan had picked up from the wilderness and named Tom, had a look of joy and satisfaction in its gray eyes, and was nodding slightly.

"Do you think so too, Tom?"

Lupin smiled gently, thinking it was just a coincidence. But to his surprise, Tom nodded again after hearing his question.

'What a strange cat–'

Lupin felt a faint sense of confusion in his heart. He wondered if there was something special about this cat, or if he was just imagining things.

Last night, Lupin had transformed in his own office, and to facilitate care, Bryan had moved him to this office early this morning. When he first arrived, Bryan even asked this cat, which always gave people a strange sense of familiarity, whether it needed a new place to stay since he would be living here for the next few days.

At that time, Lupin thought Bryan was joking with him, after all, sometimes this young wizard liked to play some nasty jokes, but he didn't expect Tom to hesitate for a moment and then shake his head.

"Bryan must have seen that you are very smart, so he brought you back, right?"

Lupin smiled slightly, slowly reaching out his hand, wanting to touch Tom's furry head. But unexpectedly, this frightened Tom, and it swiftly jumped off the camp bed, leaping onto the opposite sofa. For at least twenty hours a day, it lay there, next to the fatty Crookshanks. The two cats seemed to get along well, often curling up together or grooming each other.

"Oh, sorry–"

Lupin showed a disappointed expression, sighed, and said, "I thought you liked me."

Tom crawled on the sofa, covering its face with its overly strong paws, afraid that Lupin would see the guilt in its eyes.

This went on for several times, and the haze in his vision faded away, and Lupin finally saw who was feeding him the potion.

It was the cat named Tom–it took a feather pen from the pen holder on Bryan's desk and used the pen barrel to suck up the potion and feed it to him.

"Cough, cough-- you're so smart, little guy!"

Lupin coughed violently after being choked by the potion, incredulously saying, "I've never seen a cat with such a clever head like you, Tom–"

Crack-- After a crisp metal collision sound, Bryan, who had hurriedly returned from the auditorium with some packed food, pushed open the door and entered. He saw the scene in front of him and immediately understood everything that had happened in the room.

"Oh, stop making a fuss–"

Bryan quickly walked in, put Lupin back on the bed, and fed him the rest of the potion, while angrily scolding Tom, who was meowing incessantly on the floor like a horny female cat, "This is not my fault–"

"I must have looked very miserable just now–"

After finally catching his breath, Lupin smiled wryly and said to Bryan.

"Everyone has their moments of misery and embarrassment."

Bryan chewed on the grilled eel, nonchalantly saying.

The situation of a werewolf cannot be described with words like misery and embarrassment. Lupin pursed his lips and suddenly reached out to touch Tom's head again. This time, Tom only hesitated and backed away half a step, but didn't avoid it, which made Lupin feel extremely relieved.

"Thanks to you today, little guy, otherwise I might have caused trouble."

Lupin stared into Tom's gray eyes and said, but he noticed that Tom seemed to always avoid his gaze.

"Do you want to adopt it, Remus?"

Bryan, who was watching the emotional exchange between the wolf and the cat, suddenly said with interest.

Tom's body tensed up, its eyes fixed on the ground, not looking at Lupin, nor glaring angrily at Bryan.

"If you're willing to bear the pain of parting, Bryan--"

Lupin, who was hesitating how to make the request, immediately smiled.

"I do hope to be friends with this clever little guy."

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